Men of Destiny (oil on canvas, 51 x 69 cm) was painted in 1946. With this richly-coloured and nostalgic depiction of Sligo fisherman - fastening their boats - Yeats remembers men who had left their daily employment, at various times, to fight for freedom. Yeats has been typically economical in his description of the figures, and the masted boat in the background.
The painting is alive with exuberant colour, including royal blue, indigo, and various greens and heightened with vermillion, lemon yellow and white. The colours of the sky are echoed in the foam of the dark sea and amongst the more vibrant colours of the headland.
Un poema sobre pescadores, por otro Yeats:
ResponderEliminarThe Fisherman
Although I can see him still—
The freckled man who goes
To a gray place on a hill
In gray Connemara clothes
At dawn to cast his flies—
It's long since I began
To call up to the eyes
This wise and simple man.
All day I'd looked in the face
What I had hoped it would be
To write for my own race
And the reality:
The living men that I hate,
The dead man that I loved,
The craven man in his seat,
The insolent unreproved—
And no knave brought to book
Who has won a drunken cheer—
The witty man and his joke
Aimed at the commonest ear,
The clever man who cries
The catch cries of the clown,
The beating down of the wise
And great Art beaten down.
Maybe a twelve-month since
Suddenly I began,
In scorn of this audience,
Imagining a man,
And his sun-freckled face
And gray Connemara cloth,
Climbing up to a place
Where stone is dark with froth,
And the down turn of his wrist
When the flies drop in the stream—
A man who does not exist,
A man who is but a dream;
And cried, “Before I am old
I shall have written him one
Poem maybe as cold
And passionate as the dawn."
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Olá meu nome é Adriana e possuo um quadro igual a esse Men Of Destiny de Jack B. Yeats
ResponderEliminar(1871-1957)
Comprei em um brechó e gostaria de saber se ele é valioso
Sou brasileira.
Por favor me responda
adriananane@hotmail.com
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